Of course, I wouldn’t be satisfied with just watching. Lady Sophia and I had previously discussed doing a ballbusting scene together, and I was very excited about this. Our enjoyment of ballbusting - using our beautiful, feminine shoes and feet to inflict suffering upon the very centre of maleness and that problematic hormone, testosterone – is both vital and vicious.

Despite the savagery all comers knew would be involved, we had no shortage of volunteers. Lady Sophia and I selected a slave known to both of us. He had always been reliable and is known in the UK ballbusting scene as “iron balls” for good reason. Honestly, he was the only one I thought could take it. Well, even he lost his nerve, cancelling the day before the shoot.

Fortunately, this revealed itself to be a case of "one door shuts so another may open", as something unexpected and wonderful happened. Slave I, whose only hard limit was ballbusting, stepped forward. I am always very moved when a slave feels that in my presence he can overcome what were his preconceived limits. I am sure that the proximity of the beautiful and imperative Lady Sophia only aided his personal growth in this regard.

Following on from that high, the evening reached its completion in a rubber bondage scene with the exquisitely wicked Lady Lola. I’ll let the pictures below speak for themselves. It was a long, mad day. By the end of the evening the penthouse looked like a nuclear bomb of perversion had hit it. There were whips strewn everywhere, pools of sweat, piles of rubber and rope, a mysterious pair of pretty leather gloves which seemed to have appeared from nowhere... and one very spent Mistress, namely me. I would like extend my thanks to all of the ladies for their masterful (Mistressful!) work, to the slaves for their delightful suffering, and to Sir S for being the most generous of hosts.

I could say Lady Lola is my apprentice, but that would be grossly misleading. Yes, she is now available in session with me (there will be a separate entry on this soon in my diary), but she has been on the fetish scene for a long time, with extensive social ties and having been a regular fetish performer for years. Our collaboration is more an introduction for her to the machinery of professional domination, i.e., the business aspects. She is a natural dominant and beautifully creative, needing no tutelage in those areas which, to be honest, can never truly be taught or learned.

Lady Lola has skills which are rare among even the most experienced dominatrices. She is an expert in fire play, and is also a classically trained ballerina. As one who is obsessed by ballet, I couldn’t resist featuring Lola's talent. What resulted was something very special, a most feminine, elegant, yet brutal trampling in pointe shoes. For those of you aren’t so familiar with ballet, pointe shoes are not soft little satin slippers. Inside is hidden what is known as the block. It is very hard, to protect and support the dancer’s foot. When Lady Lola tapped it against the floor to warn her tramplee of what he was to face, that little tap rang out like a gunshot. Assisted by Lady Sophia, she mounted his back feet-first. Rising in elevé, the pressure (and the slave’s pain) increased accordingly. Still, this was not enough for our Lady Lola. She kicked and drove her powerful feet into the slave’s ribs until he was brutally marked.

An unexpected highlight for me was the shoe cleaning. The slave was forced to eat the dirt from both ladies’ beautiful footwear. This included a lone sequin, a relic of one of Lady Lola’s performances. The withering tone with which Lady Sophia issued the single word, disgusting, was the icing on the cake.

Our numbers grew as we were joined by Mistress Ezada Sinn, who was accompanied by her charming French slave, L. The thing which first struck me about Mistress Ezada was her intelligence. Aside from being multilingual, her philosophical and psychological approach to BDSM is very deep, as well as unusual. I recommend you read her website to see for yourself. 

As a Romanian lady and star of OWK films, she has that certain something which women from that part of the world have, whilst retaining her own sparkling originality. A simple distillation would be to say that she is the sort of woman who can lay on 300 strokes of a single tail with great passion, but no hatred. There is a seductive warmth and sophisticated civility beneath, but one you would certainly never want to test the limits of. Aside from these deeper assets, she is also an incredible natural beauty with the sort of classical appearance so many admire. I couldn’t have been more impressed and hope to forge a long-term friendship with her, featuring her again as our travels permit.

Having had only one day to recover from the London Fetish Weekend’s fashion extravaganza, I pried myself from my serviced apartment in Gloucester Road (an absolute steal, just be sure to request one on an upper floor with balconies) to make my way to the House of Rubber Wrongness. When I gave my driver the address he said, “Oh, at the MTV studios. Are you a musician?” I assured him I was not; I was a decent lady who happened to be visiting a friend in the area of the studios. I was tempted to brandish at him the dildo I had in my valise as I said this, but I figured the humour might be lost on him, so I behaved myself for the time being.

The day began with scenes featuring our new star, Lady Sophia Black. Once again, I was thrilled by her creativity and electric presence. The young slave who attended to her as whipping boy, as well as during one of her signature smoking fetish scenes, summed it up well when he said that she was one of the only Mistresses he’d met who scared him, genuinely scared him. In the next breath he also said it was his favourite day of play, ever. Talk about a lad with the right spirit! Here’s a small sample of Lady Sophia being her astounding self.

A DAY TO REMEMBER - 11th November 2012

The Hunteress and Lady Bellatrix are now recruiting.

We are holding a one-off boot camp event at a secret location in the West Midlands on November 11, 2012. It is our intention to challenge the limits of even the most hardened masochists as we endeavour to push our subjects beyond the safety net of their mundane lives.

Once you enter the confines of our secluded facility, you will be detained and stripped of more than just your pride. Using interrogation techniques and extreme forms of psychological warfare we will exert our authority over anyone who dares to defy us.
While we systematically victimise you, making you feel degraded and humiliated, you will be put through the most gruelling endurance test imaginable. Quite simply, we will use whatever methods we see fit to reform and correct the insubordinate behaviour of our prisoners.

Purely out of intimidation, you will be frozen with fear as you desperately try to anticipate our next move. Whether you’re bound, hooded and gagged, or put into solitary confinement, your every move will be scrutinised under our command. When you are met with our formidable presence will you scream with fear, or will you be riveted to the spot in sheer terror as you secretly pray for leniency?

You may wonder how can two feminine beauties employ such brute force but the real question is… are you man enough?

To attend this special one off-event, a non-refundable fee will be required, payable in advance. Places are limited, so ensure that you apply via this form as soon as possible.